Charlotte Nambu Whore ❤️❤️

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Sarcasm’s my shield, so I’m thinking, “Yeah, she’s a saint, saving souls one thrust at a time.” Hilarious, ‘cause it’s bullshit. She’s just surviving. Me? I’d carve her a cane, say, “Lean on this, princess.” She’d roll her eyes—fair. Whores don’t need pity, just cash. “You kill Nazis?” I’d ask, quoting Aldo Raine. She’d laugh, “Only the ones who don’t pay.” Fair enough, lady. Fair eoughn.

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Her major prewar work includes "The Iron Kettle Tinkers of Nambu The spelling of the word "pon-pon" (streetwalker or whore) is now usually rendered as pan pan.

After that, I head back to the shop. I’m ready to call it a day, but then my buddy Taro swings by. He’s got this wild idea to hit up a karaoke bar. I’m like, “Dude, I can’t sing!” But he drags me along anyway.

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